Bad Piggies And Angry Birds Novels & Stories

Turning, I glare at her. “This little piggy needs to go wee wee wee all the way to fucking hell!” She doesn't reply, which is a good thing. Picking up the shears, I wave them in his face. Grabbing his toe, I hold the shears around it. “Five little ducks. Went out one day. Over the hill and far away. Mother Duck said. “Quack, quack, quack, quack.” I watch him scream as I slam them shut before throwing his toe at him.

Looking back at piggy, I smiled, dropping my scalpeled hand to his dick and running its sharp edge along the puny limp member. "I'll send this to your wife after as a little 'you're welcome' present!" I declared before pausing, hearing soft grunts from behind me, piggy's eyes narrowed as he looked at the images behind me, turning to see a video playing; he had a different female pinned to a desk, ploughing his pathetic cock into her as she whimpered, seeing who the pretty dark skinned beauty was under him I smirked, understanding his earlier anger now!

“Jordan, don’t be angry at Colhern just because of me. Colhern must have had too much pig feed, that’s why something is wrong with her brain. She’s still pregnant. Why are you kicking her?” I reached out my hand in pain. My fingers left a few blood-stained as I clawed against the floor. “Please call an ambulance… help me…” Jordan’s friends were all laughing. “Colhern, you have such good acting skills. If you don’t win an Oscar, we would think that the awards are rigged!” Jordan’s expression turned cold. “Why are you pretending to be hurt? Would anyone believe you? Get lost and go home now. Stop embarrassing me!”

The three other peacocks came to help, yet the moment they got close, the smell of Pigsy’s fart attacked their noses brutally. In an instant, they were all tremendously disgusted. Snot and tears dripped down their faces as they wept hysterically. Pigsy was proud of himself, laughing at them. “Hehe, now you know how powerful I am, huh, birdies? How do my farts taste? Aren’t they just top tier? Do you guys want one more special treatment?”

It made a thin cut on Pigsy’s body that started to bleed. “Fat Pig, I will not allow you to act wildly here.” When Pigsy saw the cut in his hand with blood flowing out, he frowned. “Two strong fighters? Then, both of you should just die.” At this moment, Pigsy was obviously angered. He then took on the both of them without breaking a sweat. The sound of fighting echoed throughout the yard. Even though Pigsy was fat, he was still fast, and he had a good reaction time.

I’d expected her to be angry. “When I asked… Sir Angry Bird…” I tried not to laugh. I’d told her not to call Marcus “Daddy,” so she could give him another name. Angel came up with “Sir Angry Bird.” “Sir Angry Bird chose, me, his families, aunties, friends, maids, servants…before Mommy. I think Mommy heard it and cried about it. It made her really really sad. That’s why I’m happy. I know you love me but hoosing Mommy first makes me happier.”

Angry bird? She snapped angrily after him but the man completely ignored her this time. Still cursing Arianna watched him closely, he walked over to the other side of the road, an eye-catching car was parked at the lot, a dressed uniform man opened the door for him with a bow. ‘’Just like I guessed, an angry bird king, spoiled rotten brat,gosh! I hate him’’ Arianna scuffed and shook her head. As soon as she walked into the company, she rushed to her corner.

A-"Good for you" Shaking his head, he hugged her calming his Angry Bird S-"Baby you still Angry?" A-"Yes" S-"Then I know how to calm down your Anger" She raised her brows in confusion but the next sec she burst out laughing as his hands made its ways to her waist and started to tickle her A-"Sh..ivv it's ch...e...at..ing st...oooo..p it" S-"Nope, not unless you tell me you are not angry"

’ Anger roars within me at Papa's unbidden wickedness. ‘You should never kill animals. They have never meant you any harm.’

Big Bird was putting up a fight, so Rick punched him hard in the face, knocking him to the ground, then grabbed him by the throat and pushed him to the car. "No problem, man!" the punk said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I don't want any trouble." "Good," Rick smiled sweetly, punching Big Bird again. "Thanks!" The punks watched in awe as Annie opened the back of the van and I pushed Boy Blue into the back. He kicked me in the chest, but I punched him hard in the face at vamp speed, shoving him into the van and climbing in, as Annie quickly shut the hatchback and Rick started the van.